feel it all

Can you sit with this ocean of grief?Can you feel the gravity of what is happeningwithout rushing towards silver liningsor happy endings?Let the wound bleed a little longerwithout running to cauterize itwith certainty or guarantees.Let the lacerations cut a little deepercarving lessons of the great mysteryinto your fleshand lean in closeto the pain.Can you soothe…

tending the fire

I can feel the way the soft underbelly of winter makes us all a little more raw, more tender, makes us turn in a little closer to ourselves. More permission to rest, get quiet, be still. Grief sits closer to the heart and marks our face with saltwater and truth. Fewer answers, more questions. The…

mother

Do you remember the sound of the hips that cracked to birth you echoing all the way back to the First Mother? The ten thousand secrets whispered into your bloodby every woman that came before you. The blessings of your lineage;how to know yourselfhow to live a lifehow to heal. The burdens;how to hold your tonguehow to carry your painhow to…

the wild will call you back

The Wild will call you back. Through half-remembered dreams and sunsets painted in burnt sienna and vermillion flamesshe will call you back home.The coyotes will wake you from your sleepwith their clarion callto keep your eyeswide open. How long have you been sleeping?How much have you forgotten? The Wild will call you back.She will hang you upside down and shake the…

for the men

Brothers, you have the mighty oak in your spine and the morning sunin your chest.Sing to me with a lion underneath your tongue;give me your soft purrand your thundering roar.You go down like a smooth whiskey warming my bodywith a deepslow burn.I’ll put my pot on your stoveand let you bring me downto a slow simmerso I know just…

summer solstice

Summer. You sweaty, sexy beast. You are a long, slow exhale with crimson sunsets on your breath. Tell me stories by the campfire under sparkling night skies while I lick blackberry jam from my fingers and the fireflies hold council in the meadow. Your expansive landscape lets me stretch my quivering tendrils wide intoxicating my…

magic woman

Sisters, you have diamonds between your teeth and spices underneath your tongue. You make love to the air you breathe when you exhale your truth through red lips smeared with honey. Your blood runs in shades of purple velvet and saffron sunsets. You are both a thunderstorm and clear blue skies an unpredictable force with…

fire and water

My darling womanyou do not need to choose and you do not need permission.You are both fire and waterwith feet planted in the earthand ancestors at your back.You can be kind and gentle and still have your sharp tongue.You can be both soft and strongwith your heart open wide and backbone tall.Turn your face up towards the warmth of…

safe space

Reclaiming this body as safe space. It will not house the legacies of silence and oppression that came before me. There is no room for the cruelty of my mind to prey on my body. I will tend this fire in my belly. I will speak with my serpent tongue. You will know the flavor…

spring

Waking from the strange dreams of winter slumberand sliding into the psychedelic textures of this glorious balance between night and daylight and dark.Rub your sleepy eyes awake open them wideto the exalted enchantment of this fragile, wild, messy, exquisitely beautiful waking world.Sink into the remembrance born from death.Let your bare feet touch the thawing Earthget some dirt under your nails and let…